That was just a dream

I wish I closed my eyes a little longer just to dream, to dive into the fantasies of subjective realities hiding under the subconscious. It scares me to death; what I see and I wake up to reality. I tell myself “that was just a dream”. Maybe reality is a dream and what I dream,…

Living

It isn’t like what it was, it won’t be like how it is; these aren’t just days but life in layers, peeling off by itself one after another. Memories are a game of mind and nightmares are scars that haunt. We’re caught amidst the chaos of sleep and consciousness and nothing makes actual sense.

Sleep

I wish I could be poetic or at least sound like it but my words betray me, they’re as rebellious as I am. I count seasons, search for reasons and mourn my existence in this callous, decaying flesh prison that I’m trapped in. I paint my world black; the hues are too bright for me,…

I gotta stop.

Blood exuded from cuticles. It crawled down my fingers, reaching the palm; I close my fist tighter to bleed more, pressing harder. A sharp pain surges into my brain, I’m conscious and vain. It tastes sour, this blood of mine; I hear the rain and it’s half past nine. Dinner is served.

Alone.

The lights are out and I’m home alone; got no plans tonight. No idea what day of the week it is but I know that it’s night. Don’t ask me about the time, I don’t care if the clock still chimes. What’s on the menu for dinner? “Your infamies” cries out a voice. They’re home;…

Our nights Kill my dreams; Our days Give me nightmares; Our life Would be my death. And I love it.

Resting in pieces.

Sleepless nights never bothered me Neither did wraiths It’s you, babe, The graveyard of our love And the nightmares.

Floating in the air, Off of this cliff, I jump, Into this abyss, Losing sanity, To reality Where sun shines darker, Where night gets brighter; Can you meet me there? When the rain flies upward And trees grow inward; Shall we stop and stare? At the unicorns that graze In the ocean of despair; Smiling…

The tears from my eyes, won’t tell you any story; The voice that died, refuses to say sorry; Those nights aren’t aware of the dreams downright scary; These lips now hide the burden I carry; Do you hear my silence? Can you read my thoughts? Do I have a choice? I want to be left…

Welcome to my life

There are ghosts in my closet, I wear them to work There are demons under my bed, I talk them to sleep There’s a devil in my past, we’re together in the present My dad’s shirt fits me, it lies in that wardrobe I look dapper as ever But could never walk in his shoes…

Oh my!

He stood in the end Of the lane, at the bend A group of four “I don’t see them” I’d pretend Please don’t say my name Don’t yell at me I’m ashamed Why me? Is it only ‘cuz I’m weak? It’s been more than I can take this week Everytime you pass by A part…

Fever dream

When all the pain Starts to sink in, A chill surges Through the spine I close my eyes To dying light Nothing but darkness Surrounds me I’m used to these nightmares They can’t scare me In this abyss, taking turns Through this madness I run There come the sands of Guilt and pleasure Scorching my…